"The light she carried with her seemed to create, not a rival for the darkness, nor even a contrast to it, but only an accent that clarified its sweep and power."
"The light she carried with her seemed to create, not a rival for the darkness, nor even a contrast to it, but only an accent that clarified its sweep and power."
"Looking at the grace of the hall, Nemienne felt a new and unexpected kind of sadness rise into her throat. She didn't truly expect - or even want - to remain in this House, but for the first time she felt that this might be something to regret."